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04/2017

Toti Semerano My part

“The light filtered dimly through the tall beech wood still wet with dew. A single shaft of more intense light revealed the presence of a clearing where, to my great surprise, I found, right in the middle, a perfect circle of carefully hewn stones… I knew them to be the remains of a limekiln, and that once not far away a shelter had been built… But my...